Outside the tent.
"Hehe, many thanks, everyone." Chen Xun cupped his hands amiably and even gave them a careful once-over, making the cultivators' skin crawl. They all felt as though they had been seen through.
"Xun Bro, at least these cultivators have some discernment!"
Little Scarlet let out a low roar, stepped out of the prison cart, and ran straight over, sticking its head into the tent's Grotto-Heaven Realm.
"Impudent!!"
"Bastard—"
"How outrageous?!!"
Rumble...
Chen Xun's smile had yet to fade before it froze on his face, because they were promptly thrown back into the prison cart.
A cultivator regarded them with cold eyes. "You are likely not cultivators of the Great Vast Immortal Domain. Immortal-Demon Pass is an important place. Why not first draw a prison around yourselves and properly learn the rules?"
In truth, most cultivators had already formed guesses about Chen Xun and the others' identities.
Beings with black hair were not a race found in the Great Vast Immortal Domain. But Immortals sought stability and did not dare act rashly against them. Imprisoning them was best—then they could see whether any powerful figure stood behind them.
"Sharp eyes, young friend." Chen Xun smiled and looked around with perfect composure. "Then choose an open place. We are good people and naturally will not break the rules here."
"Of course."
The cultivator saluted. This man carried himself with extraordinary bearing; he was no creature of an ordinary pond. He did not dare offend him too deeply. Everything had been ordered from above.
The prison cart set sail.
"Roar~ Bull Bro, I only wanted to take a look. Who knew they'd single me out?" Little Scarlet kept explaining itself to Black Bull and was nagged all the way.
Frog Daoist and Mountain-Seated Duck were equally composed. They no